By daily 
Daisy had been on her own for two months now, surviving on scraps and seeking shelter wherever she could find it.
Today was her birthday, but instead of joy, Daisy felt only sadness. She remembered the warmth of a home, the gentle pats on her head, and the loving voice that used to call her name. Now, all she had was the cold pavement beneath her paws and the silence of the streets.
As the day wore on, Daisy waited, hoping for someone to notice her, to say those simple words: “Happy Birthday.” But as the sun set, Daisy realized she would spend this special day alone, with no one to celebrate or share her pain. Her heart ached with longing, and as she curled up in a corner, she made a silent wish for a home and love once more.